The location of Jingtai Island on Nanli Thirty-Six Islands is already remote, but now it has become an advantage. Because it is on the edge of Nanli Thirty-Six Islands, it is naturally more difficult for them to get out than those islands close to the death pass.
Much easier.
But there were too many monsters. Bai Cangdong opened and closed his swords vertically and horizontally, killing countless monsters. However, seeing that there were still more and more monsters, Song Le and other disciples behind him could no longer hold on.
Bai Candong threw the Hanguang Sword flying, and unfolded the thirty-three-day sword style, causing the Hanguang Sword to spin above Song Le and the others, instantly killing all the monsters around them.
Bai Cangdong protected them with a light sword, and summoned the Wuding Sword himself, and the three of them used their hearts to kill all the way outside.
Numb, Bai Candong no longer knows how many monsters and demons he has killed. The road he walked was almost stained with blood, and the rolling sea had long lost its original color.
From time to time, one could see disciples from other islands fighting among the monsters, but in a blink of an eye they were overwhelmed by the monsters, and only screams could be heard continuously.
"Help, help her." Bai Cangdong saw from a distance a Jurchen from Nanli who was fighting desperately among the monsters. He was holding a several-year-old child in his arms. The Jurchen was covered in blood and had already died.
He suffered severe injuries, with bones visible in several places.
But she still persisted desperately, protecting the child in her arms, and called Bai Cangdong and the others loudly for help.
Bai Cangdong saw the look in his eyes and knew that what she wanted to save was not her own life, but the child in her arms.
Bai Cangdong was shocked. The child was several years younger than the Nana that Song Le was holding. At this time, he was grabbing the Jurchen's clothes, with fear on his little face.
when!
A sword appeared in Bai Candong's field of vision, blocking a bone spur that shot towards his eye. The figure of the Ten Thousand Flowers Swordsman appeared in front of Bai Candong.
"Don't be distracted, don't look at anything, don't care about anything, don't go back, take the people around you to kill, this is your greatest mission, hesitation and pity will only let more people die, this is war
." The Ten Thousand Flowers Swordsman's expression was stern, his body was covered with blood, and he looked seriously injured: "If I fall, don't look back, just go out and survive."
As he said that, the Ten Thousand Flowers Swordsman had already started killing with his sword.
Bai Cangdong's heart was shaking wildly. Listening to the Jurchen's cry, his heart felt like he was being cut with a knife. For an earthling, this was really cruel.
But Bai Candong knew very well that the Ten Thousand Flowers Swordsman was right. He was distracted by the mother and son just now and was almost injured by a bone spur. If he was seriously injured, Song Le and Nana would lose their support, and the outcome would only be worse.
miserable.
If he goes back to save the mother and son, he will put Song Le and Nana in the same danger as the mother and son, and the outcome will only be worse.
"Kill!" Bai Candong turned around and charged forward to kill, waving the sword in his hand wildly, wanting to vent all his anger and unwillingness on the killing.
I don't know when more and more Nanli disciples followed Bai Candong. Many Nanli disciples who were still nearby moved closer to Bai Candong and the others, and a group of them rushed out desperately.
Some people continued to be injured and fell down, and some continued to join in. Blood kept flowing from Bai Candong's body, and he could no longer distinguish which was his own blood, and which was the blood of demons and monsters.
Everyone else is similar. Except for Song Le, who is holding Nana under special care by Bai Candong, no one else is perfect.
Bai Candong couldn't understand what a bloody battle was like before, but looking at the blood flowing down his body, Bai Candong finally understood the meaning of this word.
Kill kill kill!
Lives are constantly being harvested, and Nanli disciples continue to fall, but Bai Cangdong cannot look back. Now that he is the flag of this team, he must go in the right direction and lead them on a way to survive.
He cannot stay or look back.
Bang!
One after another, terrifying figures blocked the path of Bai Cangdong and his group, a team formed spontaneously by Nanli disciples. They turned out to be four demon king-level monsters.
A two-headed giant snake, a colorful giant beast, a green strange bird and a centipede-like monster with strange hands on its body.
Bai Candong didn't know where they came from, but all he felt was despair. If there was only one Demon King-level monster, Bai Candong might be able to resist it, but four Demon King-level monsters came at the same time, blocking the way.
With their way out, even Bai Cangdong felt despair.
Those Nanli disciples who followed Bai Cangdong and fought hard all had despair on their faces at this time, with no chance of survival.
"Hao Hao Nan Li, fearless, eternal separation, only this one heart." The hoarse voice pierced the eardrums, and saw a figure coming through the air with a knife, facing the four demon kings.
Bai Candong looked at the figure, but he didn't recognize the wise man from which island he was. The armor on his body was broken, and there were several bone spurs sticking out of his chest, which had penetrated his body and exposed from his back.
, but the wise man still held the knife to face the four demon king-level monsters.
"Only if you continue to live can you have hope and hope that Nan Li will not die." The sage's hoarse voice echoed in the ears of Bai Cangdong and others.
Tears blurred Bai Cangdong's eyes, and his heart was full of unwillingness and anger, but all he could do was turn around and leave.
"kill!"
Sometimes living is a kind of torture.
While charging outwards, he heard the terrifying sound of powerful impact coming from his ears, and the sea waves shook the sky with blood. Bai Cangdong did not dare to look back, because he was afraid that when he turned around, he would see the figure of that man, and see that man.
A ruthless and cruel fate.
With one against four, and having already suffered heavy losses, the wise man who didn't even know his name had no chance of survival.
"Hao Hao Nan Li, fearless, eternal separation, only this one heart"
The blood is splashing with life and moaning. At this moment, it has nothing to do with honor and disgrace. There are only three words: "live on".
But fate is so ruthless. Seeing that the number of monsters in front of them was gradually decreasing, and they were about to rush out, a demon king-level demon chased them from behind.
"You are the senior brother of our Jingtai Courtyard. Take care of Nana, the others and yourself, and survive." Bai Candong patted Song Le on the shoulder and said to the Ten Thousand Flowers Swordsman: "As you said, don't look back.
Don't linger, take them out and let them live."
After saying that, Bai Candong turned around and faced the chasing demon king, holding the sword in his hand tightly.